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48. Hermione/Cormac

****TRIGGER WARNING: RAPE****

Hermione leaned back against the wall of the corridor where Slughorn's office was. She'd just managed to dodge Cormac yet again from under the mistletoe. Why in the world could this boy not take a hint? No sooner had she closed her eyes and let her head lean back than it happened.
Hand clapped over her mouth and a strong arm around her waist, Hermione was popped up off the floor and hauled backwards into an empty classroom a few feet away. The room was pitch black, but as her eyes struggled to adjust, she struggled to get free of whoever had ahold of her. The sound of a voice beside her ear soon answered that question.
"You've been such a tease, Granger. In that skimpy little dress, showing off those legs. Why don't we see the rest of the package, yea?" Hermione felt Cormac's arm that was around her waist shift and his hand grabbed her breast, squeezing roughly. He then released her mouth, but his hand didn't go far. He wrapped his hand around the front of her neck, pinning her against his chest.
"Let me go, McLaggen. Now!" She coughed. He licked up the side of her neck and nipped her ear.
"Not until I get a piece of this, Granger. But first, let's see what I can do to have some use of my hands, shall we?" The hand fondling her breast released, but the hand on her throat held her fast. Cormac being much larger than her, she couldn't do much to get away. And being skilled at nonverbal spells, she hadn't expected the ropes that bound her hands together behind her or the gag forced into her mouth. Now that she was restrained, Cormac roughly tossed her up onto a large table that stood off to one side of the classroom and casually flicked his wand at the door. She knew he must have done some form of silencing charm to keep people from hearing her outside.
"Now, let's get a look at what's under that dress." Cormac flicked his wand at Hermione, apparently very keen to not be kicked if he stepped too close. Her dress split down the front and fell away, exposing her simple white bra and panties. He made quick work of removing those as well, leaving her naked before him.
"Spectacular. You must taste amazing." Stepping forward, Cormac grabbed ahold of Hermione's thigh just as she pulled her leg back to aim a kick at him. Grabbing the other thigh before she could attempt the same thing, he forced her legs up and out, exposing her sex to him. He gave no more commentary, just dropped his head and flattened his tongue to her sex, drawing a long stroke to her clit. Hermione's body acted on its own and jerked at this sensation. Sure, she'd had sex, but not many times, and never like this. Tears welled and rolled down her cheeks and Cormac continued to lap at her sex, eliciting an unwelcome and uncontrolled response from her body. As her body gave the ultimate betrayal and her climax crashed over her, she heard him chuckle.
Releasing her thighs, Cormac straightened as Hermione's legs lay open and loose before him. Reaching for his fly, he made quick work of removing his trousers and stepping back up to the table where she lay.
"Now the fun part. Whatchu say to a little game, Granger? Loser is the one who cums first. I get there first, I eat your pretty pussy again until you cum nice and hard." Hermione just stared at him. "But if you cum first, which I know you will, then you ride me until I do. WILLINGLY. Or I cum in your ass. Your choice." Hermione's eyes went wide and she shook her head frantically. Resigning herself to her fate, she knew if she didn't just get it over with, he'd destroy every part of her. She knew he was going to push her to the edge first, he already had.
Nodding to himself, Cormac took his formidable cock into his hand and guided it to Hermione's sex. Slowly pushing himself in, he grinned wickedly down at his prey. Releasing the base of his cock, he positioned his hand just above her sex so his thumb could reach her clit easily. As he started to pump, he started rubbing circles over her distended nub. The reaction was immediate. Her back arched and he could hear the moans around the gag in her mouth. Her thighs tightened around his hip as he picked up his pace. Balls slapping against her ass with every thrust, Hermione found her second release. Screaming in pleasure around her gag, tears ran down her cheeks as her body betrayed her yet again. Cormac didn't stop thrusting until her body stopped shaking from its release. He jerked his cock from her sex and stepped back.
"We had a deal, Granger. Are you going to play nicely?" SHe closed her eyes, but nodded slowly. She felt the bounds on her wrists release and she slowly sat up. When she looked across, Cormac was lounging in a large desk chair, his member standing rock hard at full attention. He beckoned her with a single finger, and she obeyed. Walking over, she stopped before him. He grinned up at her, but she kept her face blank. He reached forward and grabbed her thighs, pulling her to straddle his lap. He reached between them and positioned his cock at her already swollen entrance.
"Now, do a good job or I may go with option 2 anyway, Granger. Ride." Hermione did as she was told. Having no other choice to keep her balance, she reached up and put her hands on Cormac's shoulders and lowered herself onto his cock. She managed to fit her knees on either side of his hips and start bouncing like she had the last time she'd been with Viktor. She closed her eyes and let her tears fall as she rode his cock. She could hear him moaning, but she could also feel her own body heating up again, felt the waves building. Shutting her eyes tighter, she kept telling herself in her head NOT AGAIN! NOT AGAIN! But his hands tightened on her hips painfully and he started guiding her rhythm to increase as he closed in on his own release. He shouted her name just as the walls of her sex started to pulse and she came with him.
After he came down from his high, he patted Hermione almost lovingly on the hip.
"Very nice work, Granger. I knew you'd be a good lay." She sat there, numb, as he dressed and left the classroom. After some time, she stood and walked over to her own clothes. A simple repairing spell fixed her dress and bra, but she found her panties were gone. Cormac must have taken them as a trophy. Running her fingers through her hair, she knew she had to go back to Slughorn's party, no matter how badly she just wanted to get away.
Entering the party, she almost immediately bumped into Harry, who looked her over curiously.
"What's wrong with you?" Hermione thought quickly, not wanting Harry to know what happened.
"I've only just escaped McLaggen under the mistletoe!" she lied. Harry cringed a bit but nodded his understanding. No one could know what happened. Ever.